Our president is stupid and rich

The next day, Fang Zhiyi just woke up when he heard the sound of the door opening.He forcefully opened his eyes and looked at the screen of his mobile phone—it was past ten o'clock.

Footsteps moved from the direction of the door to the living room, he rubbed his face, put on his slippers and opened the door to look out—oh, it was Qiu Xiangnan.

So he walked to the bed indifferently.

As soon as Qiu Xiangnan turned his head, he saw him close the door, and rushed forward to open the door again for a meaningless exchange with him: "What did you do yesterday? Why didn't I see you?"

But because he pushed the door with a bit of strength, and Fang Zhiyi just woke up and his head was dazed, and he slapped his buttocks on the ground like this, so his overworked waist suffered a second injury like this yesterday .

Knowing that Yi Deng was awake at the moment, his face was livid: "What are you doing!"

The mean smile on Qiu Xiangnan's face froze instantly, and he quickly reached out to help him up: "Fuck, Brother Fang, are you okay!"

Fang Zhiyi leaned back on the ground with his right hand, grabbed the paw that Qiu Xiangnan handed over with his left hand, and stood up with difficulty.

He supported his waist with one hand, and breathed in hissingly, Qiu Xiangnan hurried over and put him on the bed.

When Fang Zhiyi arrived at his bed, he thanked himself for the first time for having such a small bedroom where he could go to bed within a few steps.

Qiu Xiangnan probed to see: "Are you showing off your waist?"

Fang Zhiyi pushed his head away: "No, I worked hard all day yesterday, and my waist was almost broken. You still give me such a sudden..."

Qiu Xiangnan's expression was a little subtle: "Mr. Sheng?"

Fang Zhiyi glanced at him: "Nonsense, otherwise who could... Wait, where did you think!?"

Qiu Xiangnan simply said what was in his heart this time: "Brother, are you being taken care of!? Which direction can I think about when you do this job? So are you...to be, or...to be?"

"Not at all!" Fang Zhiyi was so angry that he threw the pillow at him, "Are you a pig brain!? Didn't I tell you from the beginning that we don't include sex!?"

"Didn't I think you were joking?" Qiu Xiangnan was aggrieved, "Then you are?"

"Yesterday..." Fang Zhiyi got stuck, and didn't know how to describe what he did yesterday.

Qiu Xiangnan: "???"

Fang Zhiyi struggled to find a way to describe his whole day's work yesterday: "I probably did some... work that the president's private secretary should do yesterday."

The question mark on Qiu Xiangnan's head not only didn't disappear, but it became more round.

Fang Zhiyi gave up on himself: "I moved Mr. Sheng yesterday, and I also bought him some soft furnishings. I was busy from morning to midnight." Then he glared at Qiu Xiangnan: "Go and try to finish all this. Does your back hurt? !"

Qiu Xiangnan stared at him in horror: "Brother Fang, do you still remember that when you were at home, you didn't even change the sheets yourself?"

Fang Zhiyi looked exhausted: "I know." Then he slowly leaned back, leaning against the head of the bed, his face showing the vicissitudes of life: "That's why I hired a housekeeper."

Qiu Xiangnan: "...???"

Qiu Xiangnan: "Then your waist...?"

Fang Zhiyi became angry from embarrassment: "I ran around and helped move a lot of things, and even went shopping alone for more than two hours! What's wrong with me!?"

"It's nothing, nothing." Qiu Xiangnan immediately admitted, "Brother Fang, you are in good health."

Fang Zhiyi: "..." Why do I feel like hitting someone even more.

Qiu Xiangnan raised the question again: "Since he spends a lot of money to support you just to do this kind of work, why don't you just find a senior assistant? Isn't a senior assistant more professional?"

Fang Zhiyi thought to himself, heh, so what about the senior assistant, can the senior assistant play the domineering president naturally like me?Every cell in his body reveals a crazy desire to express, but he can't say it.Not only because of the non-disclosure agreement, but also because although it is a shameful operation to find someone to play the role of Mr. Sheng, who is willing to play the role of the domineering president, he is also worthy of being ridiculed crazily, okay? ?

So he swallowed back the words that had risen to his throat in grief: "Maybe it's because Mr. Sheng thinks I'm more pleasing to the eye."

Although Qiu Xiangnan looked disbelieving, at least there were no big question marks popping up in his head.

Seeing his uncomfortable expression, Qiu Xiangnan leaned over like a dog: "How about I rub your waist?"

Fang Zhiyi leaned there by himself for a while, and the pain was no longer too great, so he waved his hands and sat up: "Come on, I'm afraid you'll break my waist. I just woke up, if you have a little love, maybe Get me something to eat?"

Qiu Xiangnan immediately took out his mobile phone: "Order."

Fang Zhiyi looked at him suspiciously: "Is your conscience finding out that the crow is feeding back?"

"Can you give me a few nice words?" Qiu Xiangnan was annoyed, "Don't I think it's a bit miserable for you, the young master who is so pampered at home, to clean up the house for others."

Fang Zhiyi couldn't find anything to refute for a while, so he got up silently and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The takeaway arrived very quickly, probably because it was not time for meal and the store was not busy.After Fang Zhiyi finished eating, he spread out on the sofa and emptied his mind to doubt his life.

A slight "click" sound called him out of his thoughts: "What are you doing?"

Only then did Qiu Xiangnan realize that he had forgotten to mute the phone, and put the phone away with a smile: "The main reason is that I have never seen you so depressed. I'm serious, Brother Fang, if you want to go home now, It's not too late."

"Do you think I will take a step back from my brother?" Fang Zhiyi pointed to his face, "Did you see the four big characters on my face? I will never bow my head!"

Qiu Xiangnan touched his nose: "That's fine."

Fang Zhiyi shook his head at him: "Don't force me to do it myself, I advise you to delete it yourself."

Qiu Xiangnan took out his mobile phone and clicked: "Hey, if I were as tough as you, I probably wouldn't let my brother rub it round and flat."

"Don't you." Fang Zhiyi opened the soda water and took a sip, "Your brother is not the same as my brother. If I fight him hard, he will ignore me at most. If you fight your brother, he can Make you cry and go back to him."

Qiu Xiangnan glanced at him suspiciously: "How do you know so much?"

Fang Zhiyi shook his head and smiled: "Just don't be too obvious, okay?"

"Okay, let's not talk about him." Qiu Xiangnan didn't seem to want to mention it, "Then how is your recent schedule?"

Fang Zhiyi raised his head and drank the water in the bottle: "Start the machine on the 22nd, arrive three days earlier, and have to meet Mr. Sheng on the 16th. Today is the 13th, so I'm quite busy .”

Qiu Xiangnan looked curious: "What else does Boss Sheng want from you?"

Heh, play the overbearing president and give away a house and a car—but he will never say it.

Knowing that Yi You leisurely looked into the distance: "Maybe I want to check and accept how my house is moving."

Qiu Xiangnan was called away by his brother on the phone, and Fang Zhiyi once again lived a celibate life of repeatedly reciting lines.

Soon it was time to collect the house, no, the day we made an appointment to meet.

Fang Zhiyi drove to the gate of the community on time, and saw Sheng Changan, wearing a mask and sunglasses, came over and opened the door in a simple sportswear.

Once the sunglasses are taken off, she is a soft and cute little girl.

Fang Zhiyi quickly got into the mood: "We are going to our common home today, are you happy?"

Sheng Changan pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Happy." Then he quickly turned his head away from him, staring at the glass window, revealing the back of his pink neck.

Knowing Yi Yile, he kicked the accelerator and drove the car out.

The villa is also very in line with the original. It is located in the outskirts of the city. It is a small three-story building with a front yard and a back garden. The green trees in front of the gate are lush.

The car drove directly into the garage from the gate, Fang Zhiyi opened the door to get out of the car, and went around to Sheng Changan to open the door for him.Sheng Changan sat there obediently and asked him to unbuckle his seat belt, and then got out of the car.After closing the car door, he naturally grabbed Sheng Chang'an's hand and walked towards the room.

The main entrance of the villa was opened, and on one side of the hall was a sofa with cute pillows and fluffy sofa covers; at the foot of the sofa was a round carpet.Next to the large floor-to-ceiling windows is a beautiful floor lamp, under which there are a bunch of plush puppets and bears tied together; outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see a row of small green plants in small cartoon flowerpots.The curtains are two-layered, the outer layer is pulled open to see the pattern on it, and the inner side is a thin layer like gauze; the wall is scattered with cute and not messy and tacky childlike stickers; walking up, There are clumps of plush trim on the banisters of the stairs.

Sheng Changan's eyes sparkled, and he couldn't help but let out a "wow".

Fang Zhiyi led him to open the bedroom door. A string of transparent wind chimes hung on the window. A white woven hanging chair was placed on one side of the room. There was a seal pillow on the hanging chair. Next to it was a full-length mirror with a cute Little bells; a big plush bear lying on the fluffy and lovely bed.

Sheng Changan seemed to really want to go up and touch it, so Fang Zhiyi went directly to hug the bear: "Come on, touch it."

Sheng Changan reached out to touch it, his eyes were slightly flushed.

Help, Mr. Sheng is really crying because of his cuteness!Fang Zhiyi's brain quickly spun to make up his own lines——

"What's the matter, baby?" He raised his hand to touch Sheng Changan's face, "These are all prepared for you, aren't you happy?"

"Specially," Sheng Changan seemed to have some choked up in his throat, "I'm very happy, but it just feels unreal..."

Fang Zhiyi put down the bear, and led Sheng Chang'an inside: "You reach out and touch it yourself, don't you know if it's true?"

Sheng Changan held him with one hand, and touched those soft and fluffy things with the other.

Fang Zhiyi saw that he was in a better mood again, so he led him to see other rooms.

Turning around in a circle, Sheng Changan's face was slightly flushed with excitement.

"Okay..." Fang Zhiyi smiled and patted his head, "Would you like to see your car?"

When he was about to walk to the garage, Fang Zhiyi suddenly remembered what he seemed to have missed.

Help he forgot to fill the trunk with big red roses!

The "that what" Mr. Sheng said should not be this! ! !

Fang Zhiyi took a few steps behind on purpose, and quickly picked a pink rose from the flower bed.

Sheng Changan turned his head in doubt, he immediately hid his hands behind him, and followed.

The two cars, one black and one white, looked very symmetrical in the garage. He walked over to open the door, and showed Sheng Changan the crystal accessories, baby seal pillows and a few plush bears in the car.

Sheng Chang'an reached out to touch those things happily, then Fang Zhiyi reached out and closed the car door, led him to the trunk, and said softly, "Close your eyes, baby."

Sheng Changan closed his eyes obediently, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Fang Zhiyi opened the trunk, stretched out his long hand and fished out a plush bear, inserted the pink rose into the bear's arms, leaned back in the trunk, and sent the bear holding flowers in front of Sheng Chang'an. There was a smile in the voice: "Open it."

Sheng Changan opened his eyes, and saw a fluffy little bear holding flowers.

His pupils shrank, and he stared blankly at the bear.

Fang Zhiyi was a little flustered in his heart: This should... be able to handle it, right?

Sheng Changan took the little bear with both hands, and his voice was filled with tears: "I...I want this..."